HEAVY WITHIN

Friday, December 09, 2005

LESSONS FROM A MEXICAN FISHERMAN

I would like to thank Dr. Jim Osorio for sharing this inspirational tale of a Mexican fisherman...

A Yankee businessman was at the pier of a small coastal Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The American complimented the Mexican on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took to catch them. The Mexican replied, "Only a little while, Señor."

The American then asked, "Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more fish?" The Mexican said he had enough to support his family's immediate needs. The American then asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"

The Mexican fisherman said, "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, Maria, stroll into the village each evening where I sip tequila and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life, Señor."

The Ivy League man scoffed, "I am a Harvard MBA and I could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds, buy a bigger boat. With proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman, you could sell it directly to the processor, eventually opening your own cannery. You would control the product, its processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."

The Mexican fisherman asked, "But Señor, how long would this all take?"

To which the American replied, "15-20 years."

"But what then, Señor?"

The Harvard MBA laughed and said, "That's the best part. When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you would make millions."

"Millions, Señor? Then what?"

The American said, "Then you would retire. Move to a small coastal fishing village where you would sleep late, fish a little, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, stroll to the village in the evenings where you could sip tequila and play guitar with your amigos."

"You mean being a Harvard MBA, you have to go through all that to finally get to where I already am, Señor?"